Date: Wed, 16 May 2018 06:14:58 +0000 (UTC) From: Duncan Jules Subject: The Trouble with Grindr 23 Thank you for looking this up, I hope you enjoy it if you have any feedback please feel free to contact me at teacher8714@yahoo.com. Recieving your comments means the world to me and it means I will keep the story going. Please remember if you can to donate to Nifty. Trouble With Grindr 23 As he walked out the toilet I stood naked with no clothes in the toilet with me. When a lad who looked about fourteen. He was wearing black trousers and a crisp white shirt that still had the folds in from the packaging. He looked over at me and sheepishly said, "How do we do this?" "I thought you was going to take control." I asked. "So you agreed to actually do all that?" "Yeah." He unbuttoned his shirt as he said that and as he stepped forward a small step. I gulped and then I looked at him he was slim and had a very under developed body. He removed his shirt before he folded it up. "How old are you?" He unbuttoned his trousers before putting his folded shirt onto the sink; looking at me and coyly smiling, "How old do you think?" He pulled a wallet out and removed his ID, he put it onto the side of the sink just on top of his wallet. "You look younger." I hardly glanced at ID it was a citizenship card which I had when I was younger before my drivers license. "Have you even checked it?" He slipped his trainers off in one of the dry spots of the floor. I was tempted to look before I stepped back from the ID. He slipped his trousers off and folded them up placing them onto the shirt. "If you was under eighteen you would not have shown me it." I said confidently as he took off his boxers and placed them onto the pile of clothes. He then placed on his bright yellow trainers. He moved forward and then he stopped and grabbed his boxers he raised the left side of his mouth in a kind of smile. "Get on your knees." He spoke slightly commanding. "Yes sir." I got onto my knees and I crawled up to him as he moved forward also. We both stopped as he was directly in front of me, "Lick my trainers." I looked up at him and then looked down his adolescent looking body. "I mean I haven't before." "Do it then!" He put his trainers closer to my mouth listing them up. I moved my mouth to it and licked his trainer. I then moved on the left side of the trainer then to the right cleaning it off. I looked up and then he took his boxers and placed them over eyes so I could not see. I felt his other foot moving to my mouth as I cleaned his second trainer. He said calmly, "See you like it don't you." I stopped licking as I said subserviantly, "Yes sir." I continued to lick his trainers for what felt like an eternity. When he was pleased he removed his trainers from my mouth and walked around me I felt him feeling my ass with both of his hands. I heard the door open as I was about to use my hands to pull up the boxers he drove his 6 inch thick cock into my ass it was like this was the only thing that had fully matured. He certainly knew how to find a hole or my hole was that big now it was hard to miss. During his thrusts he was hitting the perfect zone in my ass and my moans grew and grew. I didn't care whom heard either as my cock grew harder and harder. My moans covered the sounds of the door opening and closing. The kid grabbed my hair before I felt his balls pulse as I felt his first shot of cum coat my insides as he pulled out of my ass he finished wanking his cock as more and more cum covered my arse both my cheeks and also my hole. He slipped his cock in one more time as he pushed some of his cum into my ass. He pulled the boxers off my head and walked around me and kicked off his trainers I went to get up as he looked at me, "Nope, stay down." As he pulled on his boxers I heard the cubical door unlock. I turned my head to look as Timothee one of the owners kids who had turned fifteen some time last year I only remember that because his parents had brought him his own Archery equipment which he used with us every weekend when we had no other major events taking place. He looked down at me as smirked. He walked towards the door our eyes did not move from each others until I noticed twenty quid get thrown over me, "Your clothes are in the bin outside the teams gone to play. You won't be getting an encore." He opened the door and let Timothee out as the white shirted guy walked back and picked up his wallet and put his ID into the wallet again. "Maybe you should have checked the ID."